Unless one of the tutors gets bored and decides that we need something to do during the week, I'm done with all the homework. This last pile, which is due tomorrow resulted in 34 handwritten pages (and a weekend spent studying. Today and yesterday, I did nothing else all day and I had already started working during the week). There are a few blank spots in the assignments, stuff I didn't know, stuff I might have been able to find out by going to the library to consult more books or by searching the web. But I have my limits. I have been up and working since 8.15 this morning, now I'm done.
Mentally, it's a bit shaky right now, but better than most evenings. I have the feeling that I'm getting better on focussing on one day at a time. Thinking of the past only makes me sad and thinking about the future makes me panic.